Να θέλεις


Τ άστρα γίνανε τρύπες και τρέχανε στη νύχτα να σωθουνε Η να σώσουνε τις ψυχές που ζητάνε συγχώρεση απ αυτές τις ίδιες Μαύρες τρύπες θα έλεγα…

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Reload


For G.H My love died one winter midnight deep in the snow holding my hand. My love killed herself on a fine spring morning of denial My love disappeared in the ocean one summer noon singing my name..

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A job


Some cold and dump morning trembling Hungry pigeons cat was chasing Did not feel like picking up the phone anymore…

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Baal


Swirling desert wind through your face Horses galloping holding the reins you still Full moon rising…

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